Refugee Blues
Going nowhere is adventure you dare not refuse
On lonely days wishing you could cut the feeling loose
Your conscience becomes thinner than the soles of worn-out shoes
You never take a step without your refugee blues
And no guitar leans its back against the windowpane
So many times you gave away your secrets to the rain
There's no one left to sing for and the melody is slain
The air is deathly still now; the day is on the wane
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Yeah the road is never-ending; it just goes on and on
You're forced to play the game and you;re nothing but a pawn
The seasons keep on changing; elusive time is gone
Good and bad remembered becomes your only song
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Running through the devil's scythe
Which hell do you want to live?
Just go back and lose yourself in refugee blues
Some days you keep on falling like a feather in the wind
You've never touched the ground; or chosen where you've been
And everything becomes a path to try and try again
Ain't nothing but the same old thing up around the bend
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Running through the devil's scythe
Which hell do you want to live?
Just go back and lose yourself in refugee blues
On lonely days wishing you could cut the feeling loose
Your conscience becomes thinner than the soles of worn-out shoes
You never take a step without your refugee blues
And no guitar leans its back against the windowpane
So many times you gave away your secrets to the rain
There's no one left to sing for and the melody is slain
The air is deathly still now; the day is on the wane
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Yeah the road is never-ending; it just goes on and on
You're forced to play the game and you;re nothing but a pawn
The seasons keep on changing; elusive time is gone
Good and bad remembered becomes your only song
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Running through the devil's scythe
Which hell do you want to live?
Just go back and lose yourself in refugee blues
Some days you keep on falling like a feather in the wind
You've never touched the ground; or chosen where you've been
And everything becomes a path to try and try again
Ain't nothing but the same old thing up around the bend
Home is where you point the heart
Love is where you learn to start
Letting go to lose yourself in refugee blues
Running through the devil's scythe
Which hell do you want to live?
Just go back and lose yourself in refugee blues
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Tasjan
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